34 How old are you this year?

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In the instant that lightning surged, a totem pole appeared in Thrall's hand—a pole with a sharpened base. Without hesitation, he struck backhand, driving it into the body of the Naga brute.

Aside from the intense friction between Sheng Tang and Penguin, the other four internet technology companies with the highest number of active users in the country were currently maintaining a state of peaceful coexistence.

The fragrance emanating from her dress and the simple hairpin was indeed from spices used to scent clothing, yet this scent was merely a cover for the Red Fox Musk she had hidden within the hairpin.

Since he is loyal, his talents should be utilized. The "Star of Nangui," the "Chinese Gates"—it would be a terrible waste not to put such talent to work.

Bai Chenyan understood that the situation was lost. His mind had reached an extreme state; he figured that if he couldn't have a good time, no one else should either. He wanted to make everyone feel as awkward and miserable as possible.

Li Fan sent an email to the submission address one night to inquire about his work. A staff member finally responded, though the reply was cold and consisted of only a few words: "We will review it."

"A trade? What qualifications do you have to negotiate with me? Hand over the treasure you possess, and I may spare your life. Otherwise, don't even think about leaving this place! Your companions will certainly die as well!" the Ice Dragon said with disdain.

It was precisely because of this that the kingdom's taverns had become exceptionally lively over the past two days. Even the vagrants who couldn't afford cheap swill stopped their grumpy gossiping and began to concern themselves with "state affairs," while many impoverished people gathered in the taverns to relax, filled with hopeful visions of the future.

Sosende was, at best, a Master-level mage; his intelligence was, in the eyes of the Foul Bird, completely unshielded.

Jin Huan San Jie also made arrangements, settling his ten thousand troops around the Governor’s Mansion and assuming a defensive posture. After all, they were not the only ones in the city.

Jiang Xueying looked at Liu Chenglu with eyes full of adoration. She walked up to him, embraced him, stood on her tiptoes, and raised her head, waiting for his kiss.

In any case, I will take it step by step. Since this fellow has such a desire, he surely won't be able to escape. Let me finish the ten-year cultivation task first, then we can talk about this ridiculous task involving divine generals.

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But the more they talked, the harder Bai Ling'er cried. It was only when Li Mo promised to find a way to take her with him and escape that she finally stopped.

Since this guy asked such a question, it meant that it wasn't just a casual inquiry.

Ji Changfeng’s lips trembled as he whispered, "Yue'er, Grandpa is sorry to you. Lingsheng, Grandpa is sorry to you too!" The man who usually roared with a voice that shook Si Yue and whose name was known far and wide now looked like a broken, flickering candle. His body was hunched, his throat emitted heart-wrenching sobs, and turbid tears, absent for many years, hung from the corners of his eyes.

Of course, these were not things that could be easily digitized, nor were they items that could be obtained without effort.

She was intentionally giving them a hard time, letting them know she wasn't to be trifled with and that power and money were useless in her presence.

Running out from the corner and rushing toward Fräulein, the spiky-haired boy braced his hands on his knees, drenched in sweat and panting heavily.

The Nascent Soul Black Dragon used Dragon Tongue for the latter part of its speech. Although Li Mo couldn't understand it, he could guess that the dragon was definitely cursing him.

These sweet potatoes could be considered treasures through and through. Both the tubers and the vines could be used as food for both humans and livestock. This was something that regular pasture grass could never compare to.

This place is an entrance on the map of the Far Dust Underworld. I have a plan—it could be called somewhat idealistic, but I have a faint feeling that it will succeed.

The Earth Knights held their lances in one arm, let out a unified shout, and charged toward the two green dragons with expressions of self-sacrifice.

Soldiers are human, too. Standing guard in that valley day and night for several days was already their limit. To continue exhausting them without rest would cause significant physical damage, and such losses would be highly unwise.

Battalion Commander Zhao’s face showed significant internal struggle, but he gritted his teeth and spat out the word.

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Helian Rong did not know who Master Zhi Neng was, but judging by the title, his status must be quite high. Moreover, everyone in the hall showed expressions of surprise; he must be a high-ranking monk who was very difficult to invite.

"My life belongs to the Admiral." I could make her angry, but this had higher priority. "Why did you board the ship?" I never imagined that Yi Feng’s unintentional pursuit in Malacca would lead to finding such a brilliant doctor... and a master negotiator.

Cold snowflakes rushed toward his face with the wind. A glimmer of silver light shone between Liu Xiaoyu’s brows. The snowflakes hitting his face were deflected to both sides by an invisible force field, not affecting his vision in the slightest.

The time had come. Countless fools, carrying various "treasures" they had traded all their wealth for, walked toward the Field of Loneliness, filled with confidence.

Seeing Liang Chen push open the door with a gloomy face, the Director of the Political Department, Wu Guoxiong, and the Director of the Command Center, Yao Jinming, had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow him in.

He took his camera to the car and deleted all the photos he had taken. Deleting them wasn't enough; he went into the trash bin and emptied it completely.

Just as the giant palm flew over the minefield, the dark clouds in the sky seemed to grow angry. They churned violently, and a crimson bolt of lightning struck the palm instantly, followed by thousands more.

Seeing Yu Yuqian walking toward the door, Chen Yiyan immediately turned around and took out his phone, pretending to be engrossed in it.

Wang Shuang was resting in Fu Xiaoling's room, but it was his avatar resting; his true body had gone to search for the two secret realms on the treasure map.

Even Zhongli Feng emerged from somewhere, covered in blood, clearly having just come from a bloody battle. He sat there side-by-side with the inseparable Situ Rou. Seeing this scene, Nie Ziang couldn't help but reveal a look of gratification.